You Scowled at your parents. They never told te They were going to file a divorce! te knew there would be a probability that they would, due to the fact they always fighted on which family business te went into. But te weren’t expecting that until te were 14. BUT AT THE AGE OF 7?! What the hell was wrong with them? A few days later, te had your things ready and bid a farewell to your mother, as te and your father were moving to America. As te walked out te looked to your mother for a last time, no longer able to predict your future thanks to your new change.
“But WHY do I need to go onto this first date?! I don’t even KNOW this Kyoya person te speak of! “ te looked to your father angrily. He had set te up on a first data with a family friend’s son, apparently because they had “big plans” for the both of you. te hated it when they did that, but it was only logical to them, both of them being from big companies and all. But it wasn’t always fair to you. te were expected to take on the family business, marry some unknown man in 4 years, and expectantly unisciti companies. It just wasn’t fair on your perspective. Sighing and unclenching your grasp from the fine glass table, te gave in.
“Fine, I’ll go on your stupid date.” Your father quickly gave te a baciare on the forehead while mumbling a thanks and how grateful he was as te reached into your borsa sitting on the tavolo and took out your digital planner. The only giorno te were free was on Saturday, so te took that giorno for your first data with the stranger, not knowing what would happen.
_________________________________ON SATURDAY________________________________________
te watched as the small black limo drove away, instantly leaving te alone to wait for the stranger Kyoya. As your father had told you, He had black hair and glasses, and would meet te at the restaurant for your date. Bringing a curled stray (H/C) lock behind your ear, te looked around. The strada, via where te were waiting was no place for te o your dress to be, since your dress was a white floor length one with only one shoulder strap, so te walked into the restaurant. Sure enough was a very handsome man waiting there. Taking a moment to drink him up, te secretly looked him up and down. He had Raven black Hair and glasses, and was wearing a black tux. Taking your hand in his, he shook it slightly before properly introducing himself.
“ Hello there miss, my name is Kyoya Otori. I’m sure te are ______? Am I correct?” Looking to him, te blushed and nodded. “Excellent. I am sure te are as intellectual as my father tells me te are, so I am quite sure we’ll get along fine. Come and have a seat.”
As te were led to the tavolo da the waiter, te couldn’t stop stealing glances at Kyoya. Damn He was cute! Sitting properly at the table, te both ordered what te wanted and sat for a moment in silence, like it was some sort of funeral. After a couple of minutes, te both started a conversation, asking each other a flood of questions. Soon enough te were both in a deep conversation about your family businesses, and what the other’s parent “expected” for your “future”, barely even noticing when the waiter came da and brought your food.
Once te were finished with your conversation, the both of te snapped back into reality, realizing te were both famished. Using the silver cutlery, te delicately cut the Cibo te had and ate it; Just as te were taught. After te were both finished, te went back into conversation, and the way he looked at you; it was so loving, it was like te were the Amore of his life, just through the first date.
Once te were both finished with your conversation and your dinner, he brought te home; stopping te from going inside before te were pulled into a deep, sweet kiss. Though it was short, it was sweet. Just like candy.
Afterwards, once te were already inside, it was like te floated to your room where te changed into your pajamas and went to bed, only wondering when you’d see him again.
“But WHY do I need to go onto this first date?! I don’t even KNOW this Kyoya person te speak of! “ te looked to your father angrily. He had set te up on a first data with a family friend’s son, apparently because they had “big plans” for the both of you. te hated it when they did that, but it was only logical to them, both of them being from big companies and all. But it wasn’t always fair to you. te were expected to take on the family business, marry some unknown man in 4 years, and expectantly unisciti companies. It just wasn’t fair on your perspective. Sighing and unclenching your grasp from the fine glass table, te gave in.
“Fine, I’ll go on your stupid date.” Your father quickly gave te a baciare on the forehead while mumbling a thanks and how grateful he was as te reached into your borsa sitting on the tavolo and took out your digital planner. The only giorno te were free was on Saturday, so te took that giorno for your first data with the stranger, not knowing what would happen.
_________________________________ON SATURDAY________________________________________
te watched as the small black limo drove away, instantly leaving te alone to wait for the stranger Kyoya. As your father had told you, He had black hair and glasses, and would meet te at the restaurant for your date. Bringing a curled stray (H/C) lock behind your ear, te looked around. The strada, via where te were waiting was no place for te o your dress to be, since your dress was a white floor length one with only one shoulder strap, so te walked into the restaurant. Sure enough was a very handsome man waiting there. Taking a moment to drink him up, te secretly looked him up and down. He had Raven black Hair and glasses, and was wearing a black tux. Taking your hand in his, he shook it slightly before properly introducing himself.
“ Hello there miss, my name is Kyoya Otori. I’m sure te are ______? Am I correct?” Looking to him, te blushed and nodded. “Excellent. I am sure te are as intellectual as my father tells me te are, so I am quite sure we’ll get along fine. Come and have a seat.”
As te were led to the tavolo da the waiter, te couldn’t stop stealing glances at Kyoya. Damn He was cute! Sitting properly at the table, te both ordered what te wanted and sat for a moment in silence, like it was some sort of funeral. After a couple of minutes, te both started a conversation, asking each other a flood of questions. Soon enough te were both in a deep conversation about your family businesses, and what the other’s parent “expected” for your “future”, barely even noticing when the waiter came da and brought your food.
Once te were finished with your conversation, the both of te snapped back into reality, realizing te were both famished. Using the silver cutlery, te delicately cut the Cibo te had and ate it; Just as te were taught. After te were both finished, te went back into conversation, and the way he looked at you; it was so loving, it was like te were the Amore of his life, just through the first date.
Once te were both finished with your conversation and your dinner, he brought te home; stopping te from going inside before te were pulled into a deep, sweet kiss. Though it was short, it was sweet. Just like candy.
Afterwards, once te were already inside, it was like te floated to your room where te changed into your pajamas and went to bed, only wondering when you’d see him again.